The Ugly Pebble

There is so much,
so much that goes on in the world
left, right and otherwise.
Writings that make it to the walls,
others to the foundations,
confines of concrete prisms
of imprisonment,
shaking validities between
all we deem necessary,
truths.
Facets of opinions,
depths of realities
floating between
stubbornness,
fears,
love,
death
and all I ask is that you move me,
make me forget
everything I know,
everything I believe
in order to believe you
if even for a moment.

(to we, the music makers)